#Lieutenant Dan Taylor fanfiction

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, Vietnam War, ableism

AN: I'm going to try to write post-war Dan. Please please please let me know if I do something wrong and how I can do this better. If I screw this up, LET ME KNOW. I want to do this right and can't do that unless someone lets me know I fucked up and what I can do better.

When I had gotten the letter that Dan was coming home, I had been ecstatic. They hadn't told me what happened to him or why he was getting a medical discharge. It honestly didn't matter that much to me since he had been preparing me to move on when I got the letter. The letter that was supposed to tell me he had been killed in action. Instead I got a letter that said he was wounded in action and would be at the evac hospital in Saigon before coming home. He had written me one letter, letting me know that he wasn't the same man who had gone off to war and if I wasn't there to meet him he would understand. As I scanned the men getting off the plane, I couldn't help but think how wrong he was.

"Yeah yeah yeah." I turned when I heard Dan's voice to see him waving off a flight attendant who was saluting him. "You can go now. Thanks."

"We're supposed to wait with you for whoever..." the attendant tried again.

“ain’t nobody coming for me. I’m fine on my own.” Dan cut them off. He angrily glared at the attendant until they left. That was when I realized he was in a wheelchair. Dan had reached down to wheel himself away when he looked up. I smiled at him and waved.

“hi Dan.” I said. He stared at me in shock.

“(Y/N).” He breathed out. Dan settled his hands in his lap as I walked over. I sat down next to him and reached over to take his hand. He pulled them out of my reach and I nodded. “You…you shouldn’t have come. I told you…”

“you weren’t the same man that had left. Yeah I know that.” I finished. “You also gave me a choice. You said if I wasn’t here you’d understand. But I am here. I’m not leaving you. You’re still Dan Taylor to me.” Dan frowned at me before slowly reaching over and taking my hand.

“The dumbass fucked with my destiny.” Dan muttered. He wouldn’t meet my eye and I frowned. “Private Gump. Long story.” He shook his head and squeezed my hand. “I am glad you’re here. I just…”

“yeah. I get it.” I leaned over and kissed his cheek. “But let’s get out of here yeah?” Dan nodded as he gave me a small smile. “Is it alright if I…?” I trailed off and motioned to the wheelchair. Dan sighed and nodded.

“Yeah.” He muttered. “I’ll figure it out eventually but go ahead. It’ll be faster anyway. Getting onto and off the plane…”

“if it’s going to piss me off, don’t.” I said. Dan looked at me over his shoulder as I started to push him through the airport.

“Huh.” He huffed and turned back around. “Anyway… I have physical therapy at the VA in a couple days. Would you…”

“I can drive you there if you want.” I said. “You’ll have to get me directions though. I didn’t even know there was one close by.”

“Neither did I.” Dan said. “I shouldn’t…” someone cut in front of us and turned to flip Dan off as he tripped. I flipped him back off at the same time Dan did. “Can’t you see I’m walking here?” Dan scoffed. “Asshole.”

“I swear people get worse and worse all the time.” I muttered, realizing this was going to become common place. I would be damned if Dan got used to it. “So this private Gump, why are you so pissed off at him?”

“you mean aside from saving my life?” Dan shot back. I gently pushed his head and he turned to look at me in surprise. “Alright. Alright. There’s nothing wrong with him. He’s a good kid. He was just going what his friend was telling him to do anyway. Run away.” Dan paused for a second. “And trying not to be separated from the other private he came in with. He kept going to back to find him and…” Dan hung his head. “Gump found everyone else and private blue last. He’s too good a person to leave anyone to die.”

“I’ll have to thank this private Gump.” I said. Leaning forward, I pressed a kiss to the top of Dan’s head. “He got you back to me.” Dan reached up and squeezed my hand.

“Maybe one day.” Dan assured me. “I already know you’ll get along with him. Probably too well.”

“You going to be alright outside while I go get the car?” I asked Dan as we grabbed his bag.

“yeah.” Dan said, pulling the bag into his lap. “You know me, I can give anyone a piece of my mind.” I nodded and got him situated by the entrance while I went to grab the car.

“I’ll be right back.” I promised and kissed his cheek. Dan cupped my cheek before smiling at me.

“thank you.” He whispered, drawing my lips to his. I hummed against his lips and pulled back. I smiled at him before running off to grab the car. When I pulled back up, Dan was screaming at a random guy who was standing awful close to him.

“what the fuck do you think you’re doing? Blocking the fucking door!” The guy yelled. Dan flipped him off.

“fuck you asshole!” Dan yelled back. “Not like I’ve got much space to move for your sorry ass.” I raised an eyebrow and got out of the car.

“then let someone move you! Instead of screaming at them!” Dan made as if he was going to lunge at the guy. He jumped back and dan started laughing.

“I’m a fucking vet fuckwad.” Dan growled. “If you or anyone else touches me or this car, then you have to fuck with me.” I stepped up and put a hand on dans shoulder.

“and me.” I added. The guy looked up at me.

“You gonna let him talk to me like that?” He asked. I nodded.

“yeah. I am. Like he said. He’s a veteran. Just got back in country.” I said with a shrug. “He has a right to stand up for himself. In fact he fought for that right. So I’m gonna let him do that.”

“stand up.” The guy laughed. “That’s rich.” My face fell and I looked at Dan. He motioned towards the guy with both hands.

“I’ve been dealing with this since you left.” He explained. I nodded.

“I mean I knew people were gonna be assholes but I mean…” I shook my head.

“Hey he’s the asshole. Vietnamese raping, baby killer. You deserve…” he didn’t finish his sentence when I hit him.

“shut your fucking mouth.” I hissed. “You have no idea what’s going on over there. So keep your fucking mouth shut.” The guy held his cheek and there was a cheer that went up. I blushed as I turned back towards Dan. “Uh…” I looked around and smiled nervously. “Wanna go before the cops show up?” Dan nodded with a laugh.

“yeah.” He said. “Let’s go you little spitfire.” I blushed deeper as I pushed him to the car and stood back while he got himself into the passenger seat. I folded up his chair and put it in the trunk before getting in and driving off.

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

warnings: swearing

AN: so while I figure out how to write post-war dan, I’m going to write pre-war Dan. Enjoy.

I pushed the door open and balanced the tray as I brought it out to the backyard. Dan looked up and darted to help me, leaving his stepfather to watch the grill.

“you should have told me you needed help.” He chided as he took the tray from me.

”I’ve got it Dan. I can balance a tray.” I laughed. He shook his head before leaning over to kiss my cheek. Turning back towards the grill, he took over the buns and condiments. “Dumbass.” I shook my head. His mom laughed from over by the picnic bench.

“Apparently I did raise him right.” she joked. I nodded as I went to sit down next to her.

“I’ll say you did. A proper gentleman.” Dan looked over at me and winked. “When he wants to be.” His stepfather and Dan continued to man the grill while his mom and I caught up. Soon enough, Dan put a plate with a burger down in front of me.

“Made just how you like it.” He said with a kiss to my cheek. Sitting down next to me with his own, Dan waited until his stepdad did the same before eating. “So ma, anything in particular you wanna see while you’re up here?”

“the fireworks mainly.” She answered. I nodded.

“you’ll be able to see them from back here. Last pretty much the whole week with the neighbors we got.” I shared a knowing smile with Dan.

“they get a little overzealous.” He agreed. “So you’ll see the biggest display you ever have.” His stepdad snorted.

“you two ever set any off?” Dan shook his head.

“nah.” Dan frowned. “There’s enough going on around here. We have other ways of celebrating the fourth.”

“Got some smoke bombs though.” I said with a smile. “But that’s about as far as we’ll go.” Dan nodded as he wrapped an arm around me.

“We brought some sparklers and some confetti things. Weren’t too sure what you were doing.” His mom said. Dan nodded. It got quiet all of a sudden. “When do you ship out?” My gaze drifted down to my plate and put my hand on dans leg.

“In a few weeks.” Dan said softly, gaze locked on me. “Boot camp at Pendleton and then off to vietnam in about a month or so. Least that’s what they say.” I leaned into Dan as he pulled me fully into a hug. He forced my head onto his shoulder and pressed a kiss to my temple.

“You going to live on base?” Dans stepdad asked. I shook my head.

“Won’t let me.” I shrugged. Dan kissed my head again. “It’s alright though. We can write each other.” His parents shared a look.

“we can stay…” his mom started. I shook my head.

“it’s fine.” I waved her off. “We’ll figure it out.” Dan nodded as he kissed me. I shared a look with his mom and shook my head again.

“to coming home safe.” His stepdad said as he held up his soda can. Dan, his mom and I half heartedly cheered with him before Dan took the dishes into the house. I followed him.

“Dan…” I said. He turned towards me and held his arms open.

“it’s going to be ok.” He whispered as he hugged me. “It’s going to be ok.”